WHERE THE FLOWER?
deathbed bloody river.
white moon on the river tears on your bones.
silt, clay, sand. I look on your face
grope in the dark bent, password
death.
Flying black birds have you thrown into the river-sea broke
where your young dreams.
(Lonely dead testifying against the night)
because they just come in that night,
other birds left in flocks
foreboding into the light of day.
If crossed the water from shore to shore on a cloud of ashes?
I would find, brother, standing on the jetty looking
the bank, peering into the exact place
Your Argentine ore-deposits,
infinite-dimensional forward-
But tell me where the flower?
Anne Biancalana (1951). Poet born in San Carlos de Bariloche, Province (Black River. He lives in Buenos Aires.Cursó degree in Human Resources at UCA, at which time he suffered the dictatorship after the abduction and subsequent disappearance of his brother in 1977. Integra Memory group composed Marianist family and classmates at school where his brother namesake studied which disappeared with him ten other colleagues.'s militant grouping Brothers Missing for Truth and Justice. Record Carlos Penelas about the poet: "Few, very few poems I've read like this. His voice stirs other voices. It is the center of a revelation, a complaint, the pain and complexity of human beings. Came to embody and be myth. An elegy that moves us. From a moral and aesthetically. The full circle around the light and shadow. " You do not have poems published.
